"You still there?" I heard him call out.
"Always," I assured him, as I took out two more people. They kept coming. Out of nowhere. I could tell that the building was heavily protected, but I had never expected to be outnumbered like this.
I saw Michael duck and then sprint closer to me. Relieved, I slid the only gun that was fully loaded at him. He nodded and then pulled the trigger. Clearly appeased by the lithe quality of my gun he shouted out to me, "I'm keeping this baby."
"Sure," I replied, as I refurbished the dead man's gun and put it in my belt.
